A strong desire to fight erupted from Zhou Tu's body. However, when Lin Yun was less than three meters away from him, Zhou Tu's last strand of nerves finally snapped.
Even though the man in front of him had only struck with his sword and did not reveal any killing intent, Zhou Tu, a half-step Wu Sheng, could not muster up any fighting spirit.
Zhou Tu's legs turned to jelly as he faced Lin Yun. He knelt on the ground and put his palms together. He begged Lin Yun, "Sir … Sir, I was blind. Please don't kill me!"
Zhou Tu still did not know Lin Yun's true identity. He only thought that Lin Yun was Wu Sheng's reinforcements that Xiao Yin had invited from somewhere.
Zhou Tu had no doubt that the man in front of him had reached Wu Sheng's level since Lin Yun was able to kill 30,000 soldiers with a single strike of his sword and make him, a half-step Wu Sheng, surrender without a fight. He even vaguely guessed that his younger brother, Zhou Mu, had been killed by Lin Yun.
However, Lin Yun turned a blind eye to Zhou Tu's begging. He walked past him and ignored him like he was air.
Zhou Tu heaved a sigh of relief as if he had been reborn. Lin Yun, who was walking behind him, suddenly swung his sword with one hand and chopped Zhou Tu's head off.
"None of you from the Intelligence Division will get away today!"
Lin Yun's words were like demonic music that lingered in the minds of the Intelligence Division's soldiers, making them tremble in fear.
The shocking scene before them scared them out of their wits.
The ground was littered with corpses, severed limbs, and blood flowed like a river.
Zhou Tu, who was a half-step Martial Saint in their eyes, was killed by Lin Yun with a single stroke of his sword like an ant.
They couldn't understand where the remnants of the God-Slaying Sect had managed to invite such a powerful expert over. How could he be so powerful?
Gradually, some of them began to react, and the expressions on their faces also underwent a tremendous change.
"He … Could he be Lin Yun?"
Some people connected the man in front of them with Lin Yun, who had died a year ago.
This exclamation completely crushed the psychological defense of every soldier from the intelligence department.
"Kill!"
Seeing that Lin Yun had arrived, Long Chenfeng and the others' killing intent soared. With a furious roar, they led the main force to launch a counterattack.
Xiao Yin and the others still didn't make a move. Lin Yun seemed to have transformed into a gust of wind. He didn't hold back when dealing with Long Chenfeng and the others. Instead, he was like a wolf in a flock of sheep, slaughtering his way into the intelligence team's army.
The intelligence faction's army was like a plate of loose sand. Whether it was Wu Huang, Wu Zong, or King Wu, under Lin Yun's Netherworld Saint Sword, there was no difference at all. They could only turn into a wisp of dead soul. It could be said that all living beings were equal under the sword.
This was a one-sided massacre!
This was a day destined to bleed.
They killed because of hatred, and they killed because of anger.
After several months of silence, this was the first counterattack launched by Tu Shenzong under Lin Yun's leadership.
They would take back what belonged to them one by one.
Lin Yun would also seek justice for those who had died tragically in the hands of these executioners.
The pungent smell of blood permeated the air, and the blood mist almost dyed the sky red.
It was not until an hour later that this one-sided massacre came to an end.
Originally, the main force led by Long Chenfeng was incomparably powerful. However, they couldn't withstand the intelligence department's human wave tactic, not to mention that they had the Half-step Wu Sheng in charge. However, after Lin Yun's return, everything changed.
As the massacre subsided, dusk began to fall.
The setting sun shone on the earth, dyeing the world with a layer of dazzling golden yellow.
Lin Yun held the Netherworld Sacred Sword in his hand. He was dressed in black, and his eyes were as cold as ice. He stood between heaven and earth.
In front of him, Long Chenfeng, Hu Heixin, and Zhong Shudao stood side by side. Although they were heavily injured and their breaths were weak, their blood was boiling.
They cupped their hands in salute. Behind them, the remaining 200,000 soldiers of the main force, under the leadership of Luo Feng, all knelt on one knee. Their shouts shook the land.
"Greetings, Headmaster!"
Lin Yun was like a god of war. Under his feet was a sea of corpses. He pointed the Netherworld Sacred Sword in his right hand to the sky. His voice was mixed with the roar of a dragon, and it went straight to the sky.
"What belongs to us, we will take back one by one!"
Tonight was a feast. Lin Yun led the crowd to a valley in the east, where they set up camp and slaughtered demon beasts. They ate the meat and drank the wine.
Everyone's faces were a little gloomy. After all, they had been on the run for the past few months, and many of their brothers had lost their lives because of this.
But now, everyone was extremely excited and happy. Because they knew that they would soon be able to avenge their dead brothers.
"How delightful! Motherf * cker, I've been bored to death during this period! " Hu Heixin's skin had become darker during this period, and his body had become bigger. He looked like a black tiger, and his eyes were filled with fierceness.
Everyone laughed. Yun Ruoxi sat beside Lin Yun, and her eyes never left Lin Yun.
Lin Yun looked at Long Chenfeng and Hu Heixin, and said, "Both of your realms have increased?"
Long Chenfeng nodded and explained, "After going through several life and death battles, we also obtained many treasures in the mountains during our escape. Tiger and I have increased our realms a little."
Now, Long Chenfeng's realm had increased from the intermediate stage of the Eighth-level Wu Huang to the advanced stage of the Eighth-level Wu Huang. And Hu Heixin's realm had increased from the advanced stage of the Eighth-level Wu Huang to the peak stage of the Eighth-level Wu Huang.
"I'm now at the peak stage of the Eighth-level Wu Huang. I wonder what realm Yasuo is at now?" Hu Heixin missed his good friends. During the time they were on the run, they had been inquiring about the whereabouts of Yasuo, Ye Shenghui, and Alchemist Murong.
Speaking of Yasuo, everyone fell silent.
There was no doubt that Yasuo and the other two were imprisoned in the Sacred Alliance. It was impossible for Lin Yun to enter the Sacred Mountain Range alone and rescue them in front of everyone in the Sacred Alliance.
"Sect Leader, we also received some information recently. It seems that the Sea King is also imprisoned in the Sacred Alliance." Zhong Shudao's realm had not increased. After all, he was good at strategizing and not good at fighting. Ever since he joined Tu Shenzong, he had rarely fought.
Lin Yun frowned. Previously, Xiao Yin had told him about the Sea King Island. Lin Yun had not expected that the intelligence department would not only betray them, but also the Sea King Island.
The Sea King Island had always been on good terms with Tu Shenzong. Moreover, the Sea King had also helped Tu Shenzong several times. If possible, Lin Yun also wanted to rescue all the people from the Sea King Island. After all, with the Sea King Island's strength, it could become one of Tu Shenzong's strongest allies in the future.
Lin Yun had stayed in the Sacred Alliance for a long time and had some understanding of the Sacred Alliance. Therefore, he could roughly guess where Yasuo and the others were imprisoned.
If he went in alone and wanted to rescue Yasuo and the others, it would be a fool's dream.
Even if he disregarded all the consequences and used the Primordial Demon, the outcome would be the same.
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